Routine?... What routine??

After coming back from the honeymoon I think we were both looking forward to settling into something of a 'normal routine'... you know, working Mon-Fri and relaxing in the evenings and on weekends... Well, this hasn't exactly happened as of yet, but we're getting there!

So when we got back to Denver our house became an instant disaster and since both of us had to get back to work without much time to unwind, our house remained in disarray for several weeks. Slowly but surely we began tackling one room at a time, starting with the kitchen of course (we both love to eat, and boy do we eat well!). We have now organized ourselves to the point of need to have a garage sale! So if we can get our act together amidst our strange schedules and lack of time for anything remotely social, we will be having a garage sale next weekend :)

I'm slowly settling into my new job and am loving the new challenge. When I got to the high school, I found out I was taking over from an older lady who left me a decorated class and many resources. This was both a blessing and a curse as I was told that I could develop the program however I wanted. I didn't realize when I took the job that I AM the French department (aside from the French International Baccalaureate teacher who pretty much lives in another world with the IB program), but I am grateful to have fallen into a fantastic network of foreign language teachers in the district, including my fellow Spanish teaching neighbors. I joke around with Amanda that they're a cult (since they're not only passionate about what they do and how they do it, but they're also somewhat elitist and exclusive!), but they are extremely supportive and a very like-able group of people. I'll write more on the chaos of making up a curriculum as I go later - meaning, once I'm out of the smoke and in the clearing... so maybe by next June? :)

Anyway, jury duty round one came and went unceremoniously for team Vyn. Amanda reported for duty this past Wednesday (on her only day off, might I add) and came prepared with a good book. The Denver Post hasn't given the official count on the number of pages she read that day, but rumor has it it was nearly 1000 pages. She waited patiently while dozens upon dozens of others were called, and then at about 12noon she was released. We're betting this was because none of her current information (new last name, new address etc.) matched what was printed on the jury summons. While she was excited to be let go, she was also feeling well prepared to analyze and deliberate the local court proceedings, having just finished the first two books in the series by Stieg Larsson. Well, I'm next up to bat on Sept. 14th, and somehow I'm suspecting I won't have the same fate as my bride (nor will I break her record of 1000 pages read).

Well, I'm off to work another valet shift at the country club where I'll again be driving cars that are potentially worth more than my own house! A bientot.